Elder Ming couldn't dispute his sentiment; Warden was right. The barrier, as it stood, would shatter like common glass against the power of a single peak-ranked fiend. Against fiends equal to Silver-ranked forces, it might take only a few minutes before they could create holes to infiltrate the main camp.
"The main camp is closest to our world," Elder Ming broke the silence after pondering the implications of Warden's words. "So there has never been a need for superior defences, considering many of our powerhouses reside here."
"So should I scrap my plan and revert to the old circuit?" Warden asked.
Elder Ming met his eyes. "What are you proposing?"
